This month, ’90s sent me reasons to love Dartmouth. Hallie Brooks:“The boathouse, Morton Farm, Pine Park, the Tower Room, linking arms singing the alma mater.” Julie Urda: “Collis breads, the Tower Room. The only things not to love were the frigid winters, but even they weren’t so bad because of the Skiway.” Lauren Beiley:“Baker lit at night.” Lauren Greenberg: “I was studying for finals and needed a break, so someone gave me cross-country skis and I skied on fresh powder down Tuck Mall by moonlight; fall where you can’t see the ground through a carpet of multi-colored leaves; our first class meeting with the tree stump podium in front of Baker; every day was crazy beautiful.” Katie Jones: “Camping out on Titcomb Island midweek and paddling back in the morning for class. Did we really do that?” Ingrid Wecht: “Tea time in Sanborn, giant cookies from Collis, running the Rip Road loop, the rugby fields on a cool sunny day. (Did we ever study?)” Brad Drazen: “The acoustics in the Top of the Hop.” Deborah Hahn: “Midnight ice skating on Occom Pond.” Lou Mabley: “Many reasons to love the Big Green, but sometimes I really miss rowing down the peaceful Connecticut River with great friends, listening to the steady click of the oars as they enter the water and losing myself in the rhythm of the boat cutting through the water. Not an experience that is easily replicated.” Geoff Coco: “This many years later, a lot of specifics have faded, but as we emerge from the deepest part of winter, I am reminded of fond (albeit cold) memories of Hanover. Topping that list is cross-country skiing out the front door of Hitchcock. Close second would be skating with chums on Occom Pond.” Roth Herrlinger: “John Rassias, foreign study programs and the stellar alumni.” Jen Gittes: “Dartmouth manages to remain modest and integral, despite her stellar accomplishments and her ability to change with the times. It seems the institution as a whole, including administrators, faculty, students and alumni, has a strong grasp of what is lasting and important in this human existence and of what is ephemeral and trivial. After 25 years of post-Dartmouth life, returning to our seemingly unchanged campus and sharing with former classmates proved this concept to me.” Kyrie Robinson: “An excellent education with caring professors and small class sizes and the beauty of rural New Hampshire.” Mark Sternman: “If forced to pick just two places, I’d go with the Goat Trail and Sanborn Library—to reflect the outdoor and indoor elements that together make the true Dartmouth experience.” Peter Pasi: “The Bema in October, coffee at the Hop, the river and the sense of community. No place is perfect and, of course, we have our differences, but alumni love the place—and the people—enough to work through our differences. I felt this at our 25th reunion. Andrew Jones: “Nostril hairs freezing as we crossed the Green mid-January.” Rob Crawford: “Her soft September sunsets, her sharp and misty mornings, the crunch of feet on snow, the long white afternoons, the twilight glow, singing Dartmouth songs, rushing the field at halftime, sports on the Green, studying in a Sanborn nook, freshman trips, beating Harvard and an EBA’s chicken sandwich delivered to your room at 1:30 a.m.”

—Rob Crawford, 47 Black Oak Road, Weston, MA 02493; robertlcrawford@yahoo.com; Walter Palmer, 87 South St., Rockport, MA 01966; palmerwalter@mac.com